Summer Scent

I got home and opend the windows and there it was: My summer scent!

The wind sent this intense fragrance from the huge linden-tree (lime-tree) across the street into my rooms.
The tree is just far enough away for the scent not to be annoying.

Reminds me of the German poem by Wilhelm Müller, 1823:

Am Brunnen vor dem Tore,
Da steht ein Lindenbaum:
Ich träumt in seinem Schatten
So manchen süßen Traum.

My bad translation:

At the well by the gate
Stands a linden-tree
In its shade
I dreamt many sweet dreams.

7:26 p.m. 27,0° C